I made baked spuds, beans and cheese for the stubblets the other night when mrs pecker was having her weekly Botox/liposuction combo. One of said spuds looked like tony benn and the other cunt chairman Mao (it was going a bit yellow). Ever since then they little fuckers have been lecturing me about the working class struggle and wearing those daft cor-bin hats. If they start insisting on watching Diane Abbotts meandering waffle instead of cbebees it's straight down the workhouse for 'em